Daffodil field in Tullahoma
(for those from Ttown- it is off of Ovoca Road)

Playing around and over the creek at my parent's house.

above: Lincoln "flying"

Goin' fishin'.

Something I love about having children are memories. Not only the memories we make with our children, but the memories that arise from my childhood. I read one of my cousins blog's today, and what she wrote made me think of many happy play times in the woods around her house.

Seeing the kids play in and around the creek at "home" bring so many memories back too. The above pictures could easily be one of Amy and me or my brothers or cousins. It is the same bridge and the kids are doing the same thing- fishing, leaping, throwing sticks and flowers in.... They are having fun with their imaginations!

Maybe I have been a little nostalgic for my childhood this week. But how could I not when memories like these arise. I am thankful for the memories, because when Lincoln says, "Mommy, tell me a story about when you were little" I know exactly what to say.

Random Pictures from this past week

Coleman's first haircut. He sat so still!

Such a sweet face!

Brad loves to write. Which is a good thing because that is what he does most of the time at work. With that is his amazing ability to tell stories. In this picture, Catherine is attentively listening to the story Brad is telling her. I think the story was about Catherine and 2 friends going to the North Pole to meet Santa Claus. It was so sweet, because she was so close to his face. It was as if she was breathing in his words so not to miss one. Lincoln loves Brad to tell super hero stories starring Lincoln as the super hero. Every night as I put Coleman to bed, you will find Brad, Lincoln and Catherine in our big recliner reading bible stories, singing songs, and/or telling stories. Happy times!

I heard Coleman whinning from the back side of the table. I thought he was stuck underneath, but when I walked around the table, this is where I found him. He apparently pulled the vent/duct cover out of the floor and fell in thigh deep (the duct curves, so he could not go any further). I would like to say this little critter learned his lesson today, but for some reason I don't think he did. When I saw him, I laughed and told him he would have to wait a minute so I could get my camera. He wasn't crying, and if he were (depending on the cry) I would have retrieved my camera anyway.

Off the subject, Brad says he looks like a girl....
I will get his hair trimmed this week. I just don't want to cut off the curls in the back!! *****I got his hair cut yesterday. Brad was concerned that it looked like a mullett. Thankfully I polled our friends at church, and the unanimous concensus was that NO it wasn't a mullett. And they would have told us if it did look like one. Oh the things we "worry" about. lol

Finally, we've got snow!

This morning was a time when having 3 children was difficult. It took forever to get breakfast, everyone bundled and then outside. Coleman started fussing as we were getting bundled up. I was hoping once we went out he would cheer up, but that didn't happen. I finally realized (a half hour later) that he was tired after I stuck him into his bed, out of frustration, and he fell asleep in 5 minutes. Catherine, who has no fat on her body, was ready to go inside after making one loop around the house. And Lincoln, was ready to play oustside with mommy until forced to go in. After Coleman went to sleep, I got Catherine occupied with "The Letter Factory" movie, and Lincoln and I were able to play outside for quite a while. And fun it was! We don't have a sled or a snow disc, so at one point Lincoln was trying to slide on his belly down the hill in our yard. He didn't get far, but I think it was fun for him none-the-less. We tried to build a snowman but we weren't able to. Then we thought of the bulldozers and more fun reigned.

I was hoping for one snow before spring, and we finally got it. :)